Max,
Fran, Niles and C.C. might just all get lucky in Atlantic City.
"Well, Mr. Sheffield.
I think I'm going to play a little Black Jack." Fran says to Max
as they leave Chevy Chase's show at the fabulous Trump Taj Mahal Hotel
and Casino in Atlantic City. Fran and Max's relationship, which was
so promising a month ago after London, had hit a major snag. She was
quite disappointed that he just didn't seem interested in her anymore
after the whole Elton John fiasco. Max didn't know it yet, but Fran
had given up on their relationship. She had been in love with him for
over two years now but was getting increasingly frustrated at his recalcitrance.
Fran thinks back to when she
first fell in love with him. I think it was after he kissed me in
front of my fiancé Philippe. He really made that philandering Frenchman
jealous. It took me three years working for him but when I fell for
him, oh my, I fell hard. She thinks sadly. Well, I really can't
take this anymore. If he can just forget that moment we had in the hospital
bed last month so easily, than so can I. It's time I started thinking
of my life without him. She thinks determinedly convincing herself.
Fran spots her new friend Chevy
Chase sitting at the high rollers Black Jack table. She sits down next
to him. He looks at her appreciatively. His eyes linger for a second
at her low cut gown. "You've changed my luck Fran." He says
happily as the dealer breaks and piles Chevy's winnings in front of
him. "My you are lovely, and good luck! Say, I'm having a big poker
game in my suite tonight, how about being my lucky charm?"
Fran can't believe her ears.
A huge star like Chevy inviting her to his suite! "I'd love to!"
She says excitedly.
Max spies the two of them and
sits down. "Hello, Chevy. Would now be a good time to discuss the
one man show I want to produce with you?" He says noting the lustful
look Chevy was giving Miss Fine. He doesn't like it one bit.
"Oh, hi Mitch....No."
He says never taking his eyes off Miss Fine. " I'm afraid I'm spending
the evening with your beautiful nanny."
"Maybe you'll even get lucky!" Fran says smiling widely
looking in his eyes and winking at him.
"I'm counting on
it." Chevy says giving her a seductive look.
Max stares in open-mouth disbelief.
His heart starts pounding madly at the news.
Oh my god! What the bloody hell is going on here? What does she mean
that he'll get lucky? She wouldn't, would she?
He walks dejectedly away from the table in search of his butler Niles.
Chevy walks Fran to the elevator.
On the way they pass the Talk of the Walk Boutique. Fran
stops to admire the beautiful gown in the window. "Wow! Two thousand
dollars for a dress!" She exclaims looking at it longingly.
Her _expression doesn't escape
Chevy. "Uh, Fran. I have to arrange some things for tonight.
I'll meet you at the elevator at eleven o'clock." He says kissing
her hand. Fran heads up to her room to change.
************
Maggie answers the door as
the VIP hotel butler hands her a package. "It's for you Fran."
They open the box and Fran gasps as she sees it's the expensive dress
she had been admiring.
"Oh! It's from Chevy!"
She cries holding the dress against her. "You're father isn't going
to like this one bit, or the fact that I'm going to his suite at eleven
tonight!" She says to Maggie.
"Don't worry. I'm not
going to tell him." Maggie says reassuringly.
"Oh, yes you
are." She says winking conspiratorially at her.
Max barges into Niles bedroom.
"Wake up old man!" He cries shaking a sleeping Niles. "I
need your advice."
A sleepy Niles sits up and
looks at his watch. His only thought was to get his wallet back from
Miss Fine and get down to the Flaming Sevens slot machines downstairs.
"Niles." Maxwell begins nervously. "Let's say someone
is down in the casino, and they ask a certain nanny if she would spend
the night with him and she tells him,
oh ho ho, 'He could get lucky'. What do you think that
means?" He says looking anxiously at his butler.
"Oh
congratulations sir! I'm delighted that you finally asked Miss
Fine to spend the night with you! It's certainly about time. Personally
I'm surprised she has been celibate waiting for you all this time."
He says regretting his slip immediately. He puts his hand over his mouth.
Fran had told Niles this in the strictest of confidence one day when
she was pondering if she should sleep with her one-time fiancé Philippe.
She was relieved that she decided against it considering how that whole
relationship had turned out.
Max looks at Niles stunned.
"What do you mean Niles? I don't believe it! What about
Philippe? He says practically spitting his name out. He had hated
that Frenchman with every fiber of his being. He had been almost nauseous
with jealously when Fran got engaged to him. Has she really slept
with no other bloke all this time? He thinks unbelievingly.
"Well, anyway, it's not me I'm talking about. Chevy Chase told
me he was spending the evening with Miss Fine. That's when she said
that he may even get lucky." He says worriedly.
Niles mouth drops open, which
confirms Max's fears. "Well sir, I can hardly blame her. You've
been a bloody bore to her the last few weeks, ever since that first
date. Personally...I think Elton John acted like a jerk over the whole
incident. I mean, what did Miss Fine really do that was so wrong? She's
a normal healthy young woman. She has needs you know. A famous man like
Mr. Chase, I'm sure, has no problem getting women into his bed."
Niles says knowing that will terrify his boss.
Max's face goes ashen. "She
wouldn't do that to me, would she?" He cries looking at Niles desperately.
Niles looks at him in mock
confusion. "What do you mean to
you? Have you declared yourself to her? I don't think necking
for several minutes on a hospital bed qualifies as an engagement these
days, Mr. Sheffield. She is single and probably quite ready to have
sex. I know I would be after five years!"
Max is now horrified.
He's absolutely right. I've been a bloody fool! "Oh god
Niles, you're absolutely right! I have to go find her!"
He cries running out of the room back down to the casino.
Niles goes to Miss Fine's room
to retrieve his wallet. "If you give it back to me, I'll tell you
something you are going to absolutely
love about Mr. Sheffield." He says to a reluctant Fran.
"Oh, alright. What?"
She says excitedly.
"Mr. Sheffield is insanely
jealously over you and Mr. Chase. He thinks you're going to end up in
bed with him. He ran down to the casino a few moments ago to break you
two up!" Niles says happily.
"Oh...how wonderful!"
She says completely forgetting her decision earlier to forget about
a future with Mr. Sheffield. "Well it's really innocent, Niles.
I'm just Chevy's lucky charm at a big poker game in his suite tonight."
This could work out great. She thinks. "You're wallet is with
someone who really is going to love holding it over you." She says.
"Babcock." Niles
says immediately hurrying out to find C.C.
"Ok, Maggie. You know
the plan. Don't forget to tell your father everything!" She says
as Maggie heads downstairs shaking her head. She is starting to get
a little exasperated at this stupid game her dad and Fran have been
playing the last two years, ever since Paris.
"Ok, Babcock...give it
to me!" Niles says barging in on a very surprised C.C. "I'll
take it by force if I have to!" He says walking over to her dresser.
"Give
what to you butler boy?" C.C. says pretending to be clueless.
She knows full well Niles wants his wallet but decides to play dumb.
She is stunned that he is now rifling through her lingerie drawer. The
sight of him touching her undies starts to turn her on, which stuns
her even more.
Unknown to her, Niles is also
getting aroused at handling C.C.'s panties. He has secretly wanted to
ravage her for years. The only release he has had up to this point to
his sexual tension is insulting her every chance he gets. He starts
to get frustrated at her refusal to give up his wallet.
"Don't screw with me,
Babcock." He says roughly grabbing her wrist. "I came here
for something and I will not leave here without it." He says looking
deep in her eyes. Being this close to her suddenly makes him forget
about the bloody wallet. He suddenly knows what he wants from her and
it isn't money.
C.C. swallows nervously at
the look he gives her. She is standing by the door and backs up slightly
until her back is up against it. Her heart is now pounding madly. She
licks her lips and blinks her eyes. She sees nothing but pure animal
lust in his eyes, which causes her to gasp.
The look she is giving him
causes him to lose all his inhibitions. Niles moves slowly into her,
their bodies touching. He suddenly kisses her furiously. He presses
her against the door and rubs his now very hard arousal into her body
causing her to cry out in surprise and delight. He slides his tongue
deep into her mouth. C.C. suddenly grabs his bottom and pulls his arousal
deeper into her. They break away and look at each other.
Niles picks her up and carries
her to the bed. He drops her there and rips off his clothes. He gets
in and starts frantically undressing her. "Oh, Miss
Babcock!" He moans as his hand finds her breast and gently
pinches the nipple. C.C. can't believe how the evening had so abruptly
turned around. She had been alone doing paperwork now all of a sudden
she was having wild sex with the man she had secretly lusted over for
years.
Niles takes her other breast
in his mouth suckling it tenderly. C.C. was making little noises of
pleasure, which was driving him into frenzy. Niles lets his hand travel
south and thrusts two fingers deeply into her. C.C. cries out in shock
and ecstasy. He was so savage, but he wasn't hurting her. She would
never have thought it of him. She let her hand wander to his hard length
and was thrilled at what she discovered. His frantic actions were making
her more than ready for him and he couldn't wait much longer. He had
to have her...now!
Niles gets on top of her and
thrusts himself in none too gently. C.C. adores this. It's exactly how
she likes her love making...a little brutal. "Oh
Niles..." she moans. Nile's looks down at her and is relieved
by the blissful _expression on her face that he's not hurting her. He
wasn't usually this animal-like, but years of bantering with her; along
with no sexual release has converged on his libido all at once. He was
barely in control of his sexual actions.
"Oh Miss
Babcock." He whispers kissing her more tenderly. "I
just can't control myself any longer." He cries finally giving
up the valiant effort. He is relieved as he sees her head snap back.
"Oh Niles! She cries pressing herself into him desperately."
That was all it took. Niles bursts into her. He screams out her name
as he falls on top of her, spent.
C.C. experiences the greatest orgasm of her life. It takes several minutes
before she is able to breath normally. When they finally come to their
senses they look somewhat sheepishly at each other. They smile looking
deep into each other's eyes. They now realize that this is just the
beginning.
"Where's my wallet...brunette?"
He smiles down at her.
"Oh, you don't need it
Jeeves. The first one's on the house." She says kissing
him tenderly.
Max is searching the casino
but there is no sign of Miss Fine and Chevy. Suddenly he spots Fran's
grandmother standing by the Talk of the Walk Boutique. "Yetta!
What are you doing here?" He cries surprised to see her.
"Oh, it's my favorite
grandson!" She says happily hugging him tightly. "My retirement
home has a bus trip here every month." She says. "I'm so glad
you're here. I shouldn't be telling you this, but I want to save your
marriage. I think your wife's having an affair with
Clarke Griswold!" She says looking worriedly into Max's
eyes. She's smoking a cigarette and clutching her tub of quarters.
"Clarke Griswold?
Who...? Oh!" He suddenly remembers that's the name
of Chevy's character in all his series of
Vacation movies. " Where did you see them Yetta?!"
He says gently holding her arms looking frantically into her big glasses.
"I saw Frannie admiring
this dress in the window." She says motioning to the expensive
gown. Then after she left Clarke went in and bought one just like it
and had it sent to her room." She says shaking her head as she
takes a drag off her cigarette.
"My god! That dress costs
two thousand dollars!" He cries.
He just met her and he's lavishing extravagant gifts on her? Oh...this
can't be good! "Don't worry Yetta. I'll make sure I get her
back." He says taking out his wallet. He hands her three hundred
dollar bills. "Here's a little seed money for the slot machines,
go win a big jackpot! "He says giving her a kiss on the cheek and
running for the elevators. Max has always had a soft spot in his heart
for Fran's grandmother. It had always amused him how she thought of
him as her grandson by marriage, also she was wonderful with his children.
Max rings the elevator to his
floor. As he gets out of the elevator he passes Maggie in the hallway.
"Margaret. Have you seen Miss Fine?" He says trying to sound
casual.
"Dad...I have to confide
in you! I saw Fran open up a gift from Chevy Chase! It was a very expensive
gown! She told me she's meeting him in his suite at eleven o'clock tonight!
You have to promise me that you won't tell her that I told you. I just
don't want anything to happen to her!" She says convincingly.
I hope this gets them together already. I'm getting bored being the
go-between! She thinks shaking her head.
Oh god! His suite!
He thinks starting to panic a little. "No, no of course not."
He says to Maggie rushing off to his own suite. It was ten o'clock and
Max had an hour before he could do anything. He decides to take a hot
bath in the huge Jacuzzi. He needed time to calm down and think.
****************
Fran meets Chevy at the elevator.
"Oh, Chevy! Thanks so much for my gown! It's just gorgeous!"
She says twirling around to let him admire her.
"Fran, it doesn't do you
justice." Chevy says looking at her hungrily. He pushes the button
for the elevator and they ascend to the top floor. He opens the door
to his suite and she looks around. Fran is surprised that the room is
dimly lit and there's romantic music coming from the CD player. Most
importantly, there is no card game. Her heart starts beating faster
as she realizes that he has tricked her.
"Chevy...there is no poker
game, is there." She says looking a little alarmed.
"No, sorry I lied to you,
Fran. I just wanted to be alone with you and I figured this was the
only way to get you to my suite. Mad at me?" He says giving her
a charming smile.
"Well, no. I guess not."
She says giving him a slightly nervous smile.
"Can I mix you a drink?
I'm going to have one." He says walking over to the bar.
"Sure...I'll have an apricot
sour. Make it sweet." She says looking around the suite.
I shouldn't really be here, but he is so cute. Why should I feel
guilty? I have no ring on my finger!"
She thinks.
Chevy hands her the drink and
they sit on the sofa in front of the huge window overlooking the Atlantic
City skyline of glittering hotel casinos. Fran looks at him and still
can't believe that she's here alone in his suite. "I am such a
fan of yours! I remember every Saturday night rushing home from a date
to watch you on Saturday Night Live!" She gushes taking
a sip of her drink.
"Fran! I didn't think
you were old enough to date in 1976!" He says brushing a lock of
hair off her cheek.
Ooops! The drink must be
kicking in! She thinks. I usually never slip like that. The
shock of how Chevy had tricked her to get her here, combined with the
alcohol causes Fran to forget about her plan...and that Mr. Sheffield
might be just outside the door.
Meanwhile, Maxwell is straining
to listen on the other side of the door. He hears Chevy offer Miss Fine
a cocktail. This makes his heart beat faster. Max knows how susceptible
she is to alcohol. She gets drunk quite easily. He imagines Chevy taking
advantage of her when her inhibitions are down and his blood runs cold.
She's so unsophisticated, and he's a big star! He'll dazzle her.
Oh, I have to get in there! He thinks starting to panic.
Chevy reaches over and sets
Fran's drink on the coffee table. He gives her a kiss and pushes her
back on the couch. "Oh, Chevy!" Miss Fine cries in surprise
as he gets smoothly on top of her and kisses her more passionately.
Oh my god! Chevy Chase is putting the moves on me! Wow! I never dreamed
I'd be kissing a big star like him!
She realizes what's happening. No, wait! I can't do this!
She thinks a wave of guilt suddenly consuming her.
At the sound of Fran's exclamation
Max has had enough. "That's it!" He cries bursting
into the room He is horrified that Chevy is on top of Fran and worse,
that she isn't pushing him away!
"Mr. Sheffield! What are
you...?" Max grabs her wrist before she can finish. He angrily
pulls her off the couch. Oh! I forgot that he was probably going
to be here! He looks really mad!
She is kind of worried that she may have gone too far with her scheme
this time.
"Enough! You're
coming with me!" He yells dragging her out of the suite, leaving
a very surprised and disappointed Not Ready For Prime Time Player behind.
Max is gripping her wrist very
tightly and doesn't say a word as he drags her down the hall to his
own suite. He opens the door and leads her through the living room into
the bedroom where he throws her on the bed.
Fran looks up at him. She has
never seen the look of rage, and something else,
but what in his eyes. She is genuinely scared to say anything.
His chest is heaving and he is breathing very heavily. His mind has
gone to a primal place, no longer under his control.
Suddenly, never breaking her
gaze, Max pulls his tie off over his head. He throws off his jacket
and rips his shirt off, buttons flying everywhere. Fran gasps and puts
her hand to her mouth. Her eyes are as wide as saucers, and she starts
to shake a little. Oh my god! I better get out of here!
As she tries to get out of bed, he sees that she's trying to escape
and quickly gets in with her. He holds her shoulders down none too gently.
Max unbuckles and unzips his trousers and kicks them off still looking
at her fiercely.
Oh, god! What's he doing?
Has he lost his mind? Have I finally caused him to snap? She thinks
slightly terrified, but curiously somewhat excited. Max suddenly kisses
her ferociously, nothing gentle or tender about this kiss. He pulls
the straps of her dress down and unzips the back and pulls it roughly
off of her. Fran lays beneath him stunned and naked. She is now more
than a little afraid.
Max's chest is now heaving,
as he looks her in the eyes. His heart is pounding madly. "I've
tried to be a bloody gentleman, but that wasn't good enough for you!
You had to seek out other men!" He presses his now tremendous arousal
against her. "This is what you wanted...now you can have it!"
He hisses in her ear. He roughly spreads her legs apart and positions
himself over her.
"NO! Please Mr. Sheffield...don't!"
She cries squirming her hips away from him as he ties to enter her.
Oh god! I have to stop him! He's lost his mind! If he does this
he'll never forgive himself! This is my fault. I finally drove him mad!
She realizes. "OH, MR. SHEFFIELD!" She cries out bursting
into tears.
At the sound of her terror,
Max all of a sudden comes to his senses. He is beyond horrified.
WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL ARE YOU DOING? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?
Were you going to bloody RAPE her?
His brain screams at him. "Oh, GOD!
FRAN! Please forgive me! I don't know what the hell came over
me!" He starts sobbing, holding on to her for dear life. "Seeing
Chevy on top of you, kissing you must have driven me insane! OH, GOD...OH,
GOD! Fran, Fran! Did I hurt you?!" He sobs rocking her
in his arms. He looks down at her. He is trembling uncontrollably. "I'll
never forgive myself for this!" He cries.
Fran starts to settle down.
She is relieved that she stopped him, more for his sake than hers. She
is stunned at his emotion. Truth be told, his animal passion really
turned her on, but she knew he wasn't in his right mind back then and
didn't want any regrets on their first time. Also, she
was a little afraid when he tried to enter her so forcefully.
"You didn't hurt me, Mr.
Sheffield. I was just a little scared. "I knew you weren't of your
right mind, and I knew deep down you would never do anything to hurt
me." She says looking up at him tenderly. She can't believe what
had just almost happened. She trembles a little, more excited than afraid.
"Oh,
Fran! Can you ever forgive me?" He cries pulling the covers
up over them. I lost my mind seeing you with him. I just snapped! I've
never done anything like that in my life!" He says burying his
head in her neck. He is still trembling slightly. He looks up and wipes
his eyes. He looks at her. His _expression makes her heart melt. "Are
you sure I didn't hurt you...my sweet darling?" He whispers nuzzling
her cheek tenderly. "Please, please forgive me!" He
kisses her softly and is very relieved that she kisses him back. "Oh,
Fran. I love you!" He whispers.
She makes a decision to confess.
"Mr. Sheffield, you're probably not going to believe it, but I
haven't been intimate with any other man since I met you. I think you
pretty much ruined other men for me. Nobody compares with you."
She says shyly. "Mr. Sheffield, just so you know. I was getting
ready to push Chevy off me when you burst in the room. I wasn't going
to let him do anything. You know, he got me there on false pretenses.
He said that he wanted me to be his lucky charm for his non-existent
poker game!"
"The
cad! I'd like to ring his neck!" Max says angrily. Suddenly
he remembers what a cad he had just been and his cheeks turn crimson.
"Oh, Mr. Sheffield! Are
you getting mad again? She says seductively. "You know, I've never
seen this side of you before. She smiles sexily up at him rubbing his
bare chest.
All of a sudden Maxwell is
aware that his arousal has returned. He looks lustily at her. Fran is
acutely aware that his arousal has suddenly returned. Max grabs
her arms and turns her on her back. "Oh, so you like it rough,
do you?" He jokes kissing her passionately. He is so relieved that
he had come to his senses before anything happened. He slides his tongue
into her mouth as he presses himself rhythmically against her body.
His lips travel down her throat. Fran moans as they find her breast.
He gently bites and teases it with his tongue.
Max is now in a minor frenzy
again as he hears her little sounds of pleasure. After how he treated
her earlier, he has only one goal, to give her the greatest pleasure
of her life. He turns her over on her stomach and kisses the back of
her neck. He let's his tongue flick seductively down her milky white
back as his hand caresses her buttocks and thighs. As his tongue glides
down her spine goose bumps form all over Fran's body. She lets out a
small moan as his fingers come dangerously close to the heat between
her legs.
He gently spreads her legs
apart "Oh, Fran..." He whispers as his fingers slowly enter
her. His body is covering her back and she can feel his arousal against
her hip. He presses his fingers in deeply causing her to cry out in
ecstasy. The waves of pleasure surging through her body have taken her
to a place she never knew existed. She holds his arm that is wrapped
around her where is other hand is clutching her breast. When the final
giant wave of pleasure hits her she cries out. "OH, Mr. Sheffield!"
Tremendously pleased at her
reaction he turns her over and smiles at her. She has her eyes tightly
shut and is breathing in spurts. Her chest is heaving. She opens her
eyes and is surprised to see a very satisfied Mr. Sheffield looking
happily down at her. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield! I've never felt that like
before!" She says hugging him gratefully.
Max is so happy he can't believe
it. He takes her in his arms and kisses her softly. "I just wanted
to please you darling. He is well aware of his now massive arousal.
He is also aware that he made her more than ready to receive him. "I
want you more than I've ever wanted any woman." He whispers. He
has to have her now. Max kisses her more fiercely. His mind is
now revisiting the fringe of that primitive place he was at earlier.
For some reason, she brings the beast out in him. Not that he is complaining.
Fran can sense he is heading
back to that primal place, and is beyond excited. He kisses her neck
and frantically works his mouth down to her breast. He begins nipping
and licking it frantically, which causes her to moan softly again. The
sound this time drives him slightly mad. He can't wait anymore. He gets
on top of her and thrusts himself in. Hard. Fran cries out in shock
and elation. At the sound of her cry Max looks down afraid he may have
caused her discomfort. He is very relieved at the look of sheer bliss
on her face. Her _expression causes him to become even more excited and
he thrusts in deeper. She cannot believe how rough, yet tender he was
all at once. Oh, god...I am so turned on!
She thinks desperately grinding herself into him.
"Oh Fran. If you continue
with that, I will not be able to control myself!" He cries pressing
himself desperately into her. She can't help herself and continues grinding
more frantically. She screams out as the second waves of rapture envelope
her body. "Oh MAX!" She cries out his first
name.
At the sound of her obvious
second climax, Max moans and pushes himself in one last time before
he explodes in ecstasy. His heart is pounding through his chest as he
collapses on top of her. "Fran...Fran!" He whispers
trying to catch his breath. He tries to catch his breath. Suddenly he
clutches her for dear life. "Do you know how much I love you?"
He says his head still buried in her hair.
"Well, I do now."
She says smiling at him. As their breathing comes under control, he
gets off her and takes her in his arms. "So, did you enjoy that?"
He says tenderly, fully well knowing the answer.
"Enjoy what?" She
says teasing him. She looks up at him innocently and bats her eyes.
He looks at her his mouth open
in mock dismay. "Well, if you have to ask then I'm just going to
have to try harder to impress you next time!" He says looking wickedly
at her. Seeing her head on his pillow, Max is excitedly becoming aware
that next time is going to be very soon.
The End